Joleene Naylor is the author of the glitter-less Amaranthine vampire universe, a world where vampires aren't for children. Comprised of a main series, a standalone prequel, and several short story collections, she has plans to continue expanding with a trilogy and standalone novels. 
In her spare time, Joleene is a freelance book cover designer and for-fun photographer. She maintains several blogs, full of odd ramblings, and occasionally updates her website at JoleeneNaylor.com. In what little time is left, she watches anime, plays PokemonGo, and works on her crooked Victorian house in Villisca, Iowa. Between her husband, family, and pets, she is never lonely, in fact, quite the opposite. Should she disappear, one might look for her on a beach in Tahiti, sipping a tropical drink and wearing a disguise. 

Pulled into a world of darkness, Katelina's fate becomes intertwined with that of Jorick, a dark, enigmatic vampire. To stay by his side, she must navigate intrigue, terror and bloodshed as they are drawn from one battle to another. Dreams of peace seem elusive, and are complicated by mysterious vampires, old relics, and an ancient master. Join Katelina and Jorick in a world where vampires don't sparkle and night is eternal.

Amaranthine

Katelina's mother and Brad bustled in with folding chairs. "I don't know if your 'church thing' fed you, but there's plenty left in the kitchen. Plates are on the counter."


They mumbled polite excuses, except Xandria who said, "Thanks, I'm starving," and hurried toward the promise of dinner.


"She has an interesting accent," Uncle Henry commented. "Where's she from?"


Katelina realized she didn't know. She'd mentioned Zimbabwe and vampire killers, but-"I met her in Indonesia."


"What were you doing in Indonesia?" Elsie asked with alarm.


Aunt Charlotte squinted at her. "Catching something, from the looks of it. Your hair looks better dear, but you're terribly pale." She tilted her glasses and studied Jorick, Micah, and Loren. "You all are."


Uncle Barry swallowed a large bite of pie. "It's a thing now with kids. They all look pale and sickly."


"Kate is hardly a kid," Charlotte said. "She's twenty-six now."


Chapter 528